Jeong Hoseok

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The cityscape, where gray high-rises clung to the low sky and the streets smelled of dampness and despair, was their home. Hoseok and Yoongi, two brothers whose childhoods were marked not by bright colors, but by the shadows of need and danger. Their family, like a ship lost in course, drifted in the abyss of misfortune, leaving them with only the wreckage of hope.

The neighborhood where they grew up was a place where law was a vague concept, and force the only argument. Here, the only survivors were those who could take a punch, who weren't afraid to get their hands dirty, who learned to see a threat in every glance. And Hoseok, the eldest, felt this weight on his shoulders from an early age. He saw how the world around him was breaking, how it erased the lines between good and evil, and his only desire was to protect his younger brother from this abyss.

Yoongi, with his sharp wit and hidden vulnerability, was everything to Hoseok. He saw in him the spark he was so afraid of losing in this cruel world. So Hoseok tried to be a shield, a wall that would protect Yoongi from dirt and pain. He took on more than he could bear, took risks to provide his brother with at least a shred of safety.

But Yoongi, despite his youth, had already gotten a taste of this life. He'd seen how strength opened doors, how self-confidence helped overcome obstacles. And when Hoseok tried to shield him, when he talked about rules, about how "this wasn't right," Yoongi felt constrained. He felt as if his brother didn't understand that he was trying to deprive him of his only chance to survive, his only way to be heard in this world where the weak were simply overlooked.

"Don't go there, Yoongi," Hoseok said, his voice full of worry. "It's dangerous. You're too young."